To Be Named At A Later Date

As the top dog, as the transmasc goth boy their fan girls favored easily, and as someone who'd never agree to it, Adam just had to go first.

"Hey, love," Jacob greeted as he pulled up a chair in front of him, blocking out the video game he was playing.

Adam's eyes brightened with irritation but he paused the game and leaned forward to eye him, a brow twitching up a bit. "You have my attention. What would you like?"

Jacob tried not to blush. For some reason the way he did that made him sexy. Despite clearly being annoyed, he'd kept his cool and then let him know he was paying full attention. Daddy Material. The thought passed his mind again and again and he chuffed. He was already red, may as well lean into it and attempt to flirt. "Nothing. The fire alarms in my house went off and I wondered if something in here was too hot."

Adam's eyes brightened again, this time happily. "That's very cute."

Egged on, Jacob leaned forward too. "You're just so handsome, look at me." He pointed to his cheeks. "I'm getting feverish."

"Cuter."

"Hmmm... let's see..." He racked his mind for more but couldn't unfocus on the thought. Licking his lips he let himself openly admire Adam's body, it couldn't be helped once he started. "Has anyone ever told you you're Daddy Material?"

Adam grew the most perplexed expression and tipped his head. "Wow... I–," He giggled and facepalmed, shaking his head. "Yes, all the time. You know that."

Jacob completely forgot what he was even supposed to be doing. "Can I have a kiss, Daddy?" It was a joke, sincerely, but he had to admit it sent a rush of feeling through him he refused to get acquainted with.

Adam groaned, "Fuck. Please." Jacob crawled onto his lap and locked their lips. It was so quietly intimate. Adam adored the soft sounds of their lips parting only to come in contact again drunkenly. His hand reached up to run through Jacob's hair, tugging just enough to make him have to fight for the next kiss.

Jacob frantically grabbed at Adam's chains to pull him closer, it was like he was oxygen starved. "St-stop that." Adam just smirked at him and licked his lips. "Adam..." The grip on his hair tightened and he groaned. It made absolutely no sense that he was a mere inch from that desperately needed connection of their lips, but more than that it frustrated him that he could overpower him and his body wouldn't cooperate to do it.

It was like Adam had completely control over him just by withholding something as small as a kiss.

Adam's eyes were moving slowly over his cheeks, searching for something maybe, but the longer he stared the more Jacob's Bi Panic darkened them. With his thumb he traced up the side of his neck stopping to check Jacob's pulse. It was racing enough to make him huff out a chortle, he then moved on to brush under his ear.

The second he reached flush under it Jacob shivered a bit, ceasing his movement. Adam's eyebrows rose and he smirked wickedly. Could that have been just an unrelated movement, or something more? He did it again but on both sides and Jacob's eyes slid shut. "Yeah? Does that feel good, baby?"

He nodded weakly. "My mom, when I was really little used to rub there to calm me down." He leaned into it a bit more and opened his eyes to see Adam giving him the sweetest look of adoration. To test his theory he pulled Jacob closer to kiss up his neck and to that exact spot.

"Your lips are so soft," Jacob huffed, holding him in place.

Steven walked in with Hazel and gestured to them wildly. "I told you, you fucking dumbass!" He laughed. "This is why I said Jacob couldn't do it!"